Short Hair Style Men Biography
The good news is, what I lost in perceived attractiveness and good health among most men, I more than made up for in admiration among women and the style set. And frankly, at this point, when I was doing everything I could to transition, professionally, out of the defense industry and into the world of fashion, to have a gay man in a perfectly tailored Thom Browne jacket matter- of-factly say, “Chic hair, girl,” meant far more to me than even the most charming come-on. But it wasn’t always this way.
From ninth grade to my final semester of graduate school, to air-dry my mid-back hair took an entire afternoon, and to blowdry it meant paddle-brushing to the point of wrist cramps. Like a pendulum set to its slowest pace, my ponytail swung far and wide, and I loved it. I also enjoyed a relatively rejection-free existence when it came to the opposite sex. I was not the prettiest girl in the room, nor was I the smartest, but for whatever reason, during my formative dating years, whenever I showed interest in someone, the momentum always seemed in my favor. Now, I’ve taken enough statistics courses to know how careless it would be to assume a causal relationship between my hair length and my success with men. Still, it can’t be dismissed that every boyfriend, even every male friend with whom I raised the issue of pursuing an asymmetric Selma Blair chop, has responded with heavy, humorless resistance. Over the past decade and a half, I’ve dated and fallen in love with a strikingly wide variety of men. I’ve lost my heart to athletes, professors, surfer bio-physicists, the next Bill Clinton, older men, much older men, even an Australian paramilitary officer living in China whose mental faculties, much like his titanium leg, had taken an irreparable hit after “the jump.” All had varied backgrounds and different standards of beauty, yet they all shared a high level of intelligence and an impressive mastery of the English language. (Some women go for the body or sense of humor—I’ve always gone for the hyper- articulate.) But when asked to explain why I shouldn’t cut my hair, even if the suggestion was hypothetical, none of these articulators could present me with a sound, convincing argument. What’s more, not a single one cupped my face in his hands and said, “Go for it. Cut it off. Long hair, short hair— you’re beautiful, no matter what.” Instead, all I got were nervous stammers and “I’m just not into it” vagueness.
Someone who has day-to-day familiarity with short-hair prejudice is Patti Stanger, L.A.’s resident cupidess for the wealthy and the host of Bravo’s The Millionaire Matchmaker. “Men want what they want in a woman because of what they learned when they were little boys,” she says. “Think about it: Who did they grow up wanting to rescue? Cinderella and Rapunzel didn’t have edgy bobs.”
At 29 years old, writing for ELLE and happily dating a man who likes—but doesn’t love—my short hair, I’m in as good a place as I’ve ever been. Fewer men hit on me, but of those who do, most know what Lanvin is. Does it bother me that men tend to reject all short hair as “less attractive”? A little, but I have to say, I revel in the challenge of diminished male attention. Will I always look back and be able to laugh, as I do now, at the moment when a man I was in love with told me he found me less attractive because of my haircut? To be honest, I really don’t know. And I’d rather not think about it.
The good news is, what I lost in perceived attractiveness and good health among most men, I more than made up for in admiration among women and the style set. And frankly, at this point, when I was doing everything I could to transition, professionally, out of the defense industry and into the world of fashion, to have a gay man in a perfectly tailored Thom Browne jacket matter- of-factly say, “Chic hair, girl,” meant far more to me than even the most charming come-on. But it wasn’t always this way.
From ninth grade to my final semester of graduate school, to air-dry my mid-back hair took an entire afternoon, and to blowdry it meant paddle-brushing to the point of wrist cramps. Like a pendulum set to its slowest pace, my ponytail swung far and wide, and I loved it. I also enjoyed a relatively rejection-free existence when it came to the opposite sex. I was not the prettiest girl in the room, nor was I the smartest, but for whatever reason, during my formative dating years, whenever I showed interest in someone, the momentum always seemed in my favor. Now, I’ve taken enough statistics courses to know how careless it would be to assume a causal relationship between my hair length and my success with men. Still, it can’t be dismissed that every boyfriend, even every male friend with whom I raised the issue of pursuing an asymmetric Selma Blair chop, has responded with heavy, humorless resistance. Over the past decade and a half, I’ve dated and fallen in love with a strikingly wide variety of men. I’ve lost my heart to athletes, professors, surfer bio-physicists, the next Bill Clinton, older men, much older men, even an Australian paramilitary officer living in China whose mental faculties, much like his titanium leg, had taken an irreparable hit after “the jump.” All had varied backgrounds and different standards of beauty, yet they all shared a high level of intelligence and an impressive mastery of the English language. (Some women go for the body or sense of humor—I’ve always gone for the hyper- articulate.) But when asked to explain why I shouldn’t cut my hair, even if the suggestion was hypothetical, none of these articulators could present me with a sound, convincing argument. What’s more, not a single one cupped my face in his hands and said, “Go for it. Cut it off. Long hair, short hair— you’re beautiful, no matter what.” Instead, all I got were nervous stammers and “I’m just not into it” vagueness.
Someone who has day-to-day familiarity with short-hair prejudice is Patti Stanger, L.A.’s resident cupidess for the wealthy and the host of Bravo’s The Millionaire Matchmaker. “Men want what they want in a woman because of what they learned when they were little boys,” she says. “Think about it: Who did they grow up wanting to rescue? Cinderella and Rapunzel didn’t have edgy bobs.”
At 29 years old, writing for ELLE and happily dating a man who likes—but doesn’t love—my short hair, I’m in as good a place as I’ve ever been. Fewer men hit on me, but of those who do, most know what Lanvin is. Does it bother me that men tend to reject all short hair as “less attractive”? A little, but I have to say, I revel in the challenge of diminished male attention. Will I always look back and be able to laugh, as I do now, at the moment when a man I was in love with told me he found me less attractive because of my haircut? To be honest, I really don’t know. And I’d rather not think about it.
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